Apocalycliptic
Monday, August 21st, 2017 09:38 pm"If you're feeling wonky today," says the cook, "it's because there's both a full moon and an eclipse." And a full-ativan sleep for a twitchy nerve in the lumbar region, that kept me asleep till ninety minutes before my shift, and exercises that didn't uncrick the back so more muscle relaxants as well as an anti-histamine; and heat and mug and air quality alert.
The drugs worked well enough to let me work, but certainly I feel a mite dislocated. Shall sleep well tonight.
(I always expect solar eclipses to look like the description in The Last of the Wine and they never do, possibly because they're never full. Today's looked kind of, well, grimy, to be honest. You'd probably get the same effect from a sandstorm, which we don't get in Toronto: at least, not yet.
The drugs worked well enough to let me work, but certainly I feel a mite dislocated. Shall sleep well tonight.
(I always expect solar eclipses to look like the description in The Last of the Wine and they never do, possibly because they're never full. Today's looked kind of, well, grimy, to be honest. You'd probably get the same effect from a sandstorm, which we don't get in Toronto: at least, not yet.
